Tracing the source: Lord of Nightmares, progress 14%.
Processed library: An eye for an eye, the severed hand by the bedside.
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"The traceability progress has increased from the original 8% to 14%, which shows that my confused investigation is still useful."
Gu Yang muttered to himself.
I also feel a little helpless.
If you don't do research and just enjoy life, you will be attacked by an unknown force, causing you to suffer from headaches.
Therefore, we can only grit our teeth and continue investigating.
"Master Gu, are our next steps going to find Gao Xiaofei's parents?"
Fang Zheng asked with a sneer.
The words are full of irony.
Gu Yang also heard it and didn't blame him. After all, he was powerless.
Of course, then again, who is willing to risk their lives to rescue a rich parent?
This is not discrimination against life.
Maybe this is some kind of rule.
Facing Fang Zheng's cynicism, Gu Yang could only laugh and said:
"Of course! If you don't save them, they will be killed by their own sons. How cruel, isn't it?"
Fang Zheng smiled with a cynical expression.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Yes! We rescued people twice in a row, but in the end we only saw their tragic deaths at the hands of Gao Xiaofei and the door being blocked."
Gu Yang smiled and said: "You are right, this is called thankless effort!"
"Haha... Then why are we still doing this?" Fang Zheng couldn't help but said.
"Because I am the Holy Mother!" Gu Yang said seriously.
Fang Zheng couldn't help laughing.
For the first time, I smiled in front of Gu Yang regardless of my image.
Although I don’t believe that Gu Yang would be so self-deprecating and indulgent, even like an emperor embarrassing himself in front of his servants.
But he believed he was telling the truth.
He had no choice but to look at the carefree kid beside him.
Looking at Gu Yang again, it seemed as if he had met another fool who had a brain problem and needed to go to the brain department.
"Okay!"
He said inexplicably, feeling sour in his heart.
"Is this the end of my life, Fang Zheng?"
I can’t stop sighing and feel unwilling.
Suddenly, the gold in his sleeve moved, as if a powerful medicine had been injected into his heart. Fang Zheng suddenly restrained his negative emotions, and his face glowed with passion again.
He secretly said: "Mad! I will succeed one day."
"The day I get started is when I reach my peak."
When he was in a daze and deep in his daydream, the kid released his ghost power and pushed Fang Zheng hard.
Fang Zheng suddenly stumbled and almost fell into pieces.
"I'll wipe it!"
I looked back at the kid, and it turned out that he was causing trouble on purpose.
"Hey, you are looking for death! You want to beat me to death and inherit my flowers, right?"
He looks so fierce that he wants to tear off the flesh of the kid and eat it. If he can beat the kid, he will probably break the kid into thousands of pieces.
The kid laughed and laughed for a while, then got into the RV.
Fang Zheng lingered, feeling very unhappy. When the door was about to close, he became anxious.
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Folklore Bureau.
Spiritual Adjuster's Office.
Zhao Zhengyang was busy sorting out information when the phone suddenly rang.
"Dean Du, why are you calling me?"
Zhao Zhengyang put down the information at hand and started paying attention.
There is no smoke without fire. As the head of a hospital, being able to make a phone call in person shows that this matter is definitely not simple.
Dean Du said: "Director Zhao, there is indeed something, I hope you can participate in handling it."
"Dean Du, you might as well just say it."
Zhao Zhengyang changed his ears and became serious.
"It's like this. Two vicious murder cases occurred in Tangchen Yipin Community recently. The whereabouts of the murderer are still unknown, but strange things happened one after another, so we wondered whether this incident might be related to the Weitan Incident."
Dean Du said every word slowly and authentically.
Zhao Zhengyang said: "Many strange things in this world will involve strange stories. You are right. They must be dealt with in time. That's right. I will arrange for people to come over and investigate now."
Dean Du: "Also, I almost forgot to tell you."
"Oh?"
"The victim's body disappeared last night. Later, we investigated and monitored and found that it was a monster. Of course, this is also our guess, and there is no specific evidence.
"However, after some discussion at the meeting, we initially judged that this monster may be an organism cloned by humans."
Zhao Zhengyang thought for a while and asked with concern:
"Have the surrounding people been calmed down? There is still news that should be blocked..."
Dean Du: "Don't worry, the people from the Special Bureau have already dealt with this, and their people have also intervened in the investigation."
"Then what do you mean by calling me?" Zhao Zhengyang was a little curious.
Dean Du: "That's right. You know the current situation of spiritual adjustment organizations in our country. There are countless truly powerful ones, but there are only a few who can actually get things done. So I still look forward to Director Zhao taking action personally.
I feel more at ease."
Zhao Zhengyang was actually a little embarrassed to be praised in this way.
But this is not the first time that he has been praised in this way, so it’s not surprising to see so many times.
For him, eliminating all ghost stories is far better than anyone's blind praise and worship.
"Okay, no need to say anything more, I'll arrange for someone to come over right away." Zhao Zhengyang said simply.
Hang up the phone.
Immediately took his assistant Xiaotian and others to Sanjiang Medical College.
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Zhao Zhengyang has arrived at Sanjiang Medical College.
Dean Du personally received him. Compared with the people from the Special Bureau, Zhao Zhengyang's team was obviously more popular.
"Dean Du, please take me to the morgue." Zhao Zhengyang said.
Dean Du readily agreed and led Zhao Zhengyang there in person. Zhang Qiang, Wang Yue and others behind him remained silent. Because this matter involved the ghost story incident, the Dean did not impose any administrative sanctions on them.
A group of people hurried out of the underground parking lot.
Suddenly a man in strange clothes appeared, and when he saw Zhao Zhengyang's team, his face showed a fierce look.
Without saying anything, he walked forward to confront Zhao Zhengyang.
"I wonder what kind of wind has brought you here, Director Zhao?"
When Zhao Zhengyang heard this, he immediately turned around and saw that he was someone from the Special Bureau.
"If I guessed correctly, this should be the famous Mr. Dongfang Liangliang. When I saw him today, he is indeed well-deserved."
"Can I take a step to speak?" Dongfang Liangliang said.
This person is the only one who is relatively young in a spiritual adjustment organization and whose strength is higher than that of many spiritual adjustment members. He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight appearance, and a naturally long hair that is tied to the back of his head. At first glance, he looks like nothing.
Like people from ancient times traveling through time.
He is tall and tall, and dressed in black Hanfu, he looks like a man with upright character and a narrow sense of justice.
This kind of person is more popular among girls in this era, and it is easy for him to become popular in all walks of life.
Naturally, even if you put him among a lot of gentlemen, he can stand out just by his appearance.
"Why not?"
Zhao Zhengyang agreed simply.
In fact, he already knew his Xiao Jiujiu in his heart. After all, when a folklore bureau and a special bureau, two relatively famous spiritual tune organizations collide, some jealousy will inevitably appear.
Even though everyone knows that no matter which spiritual adjustment organization is in the end, it will protect the safety of the people of one side, but in the face of powerful interests, disputes will inevitably arise.
Zhao Zhengyang followed Dongfang Liangliang away from everyone and walked to a remote place.
Seeing this scene, Dean Du was livid, embarrassed and at a loss. He thought to himself that he must have been embarrassed this time. He had obviously paid the money and signed the agreement, but he still invited someone here in vain.
People from the Folklore Bureau.
Isn’t this just a slap in the face?
Now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to explain to the people in the Special Bureau.
It is obvious that the people from the Bureau of Special Studies and the Bureau of Folklore are incompatible, but they still invite both families. In the end... now it seems that Dean Du can only resist all this.